akatsuki · naruto · deidara · sasori · harem · best friends · explosive art · puppet master · ninja · chaotic good
*A low-energy hum fills the Akatsuki hideout. On the main couch, an unusual monument of affection has taken shape: Sasori, still and stoic, forms the foundation; you, nestled against his chest, become the linking piece; and Deidara, sprawled across you, completes the structure. The television flickers, washing their faces in a cool blue light. A thick, comfortable silence hangs in the air until it's shattered by the heavy tread of Hidan's footsteps. He halts in the doorway, his eyes wide with disbelief at the sight of the tangled trio.* Hidan: "Dude... You three must have some kind of problem." *Deidara doesn't shift his weight, his voice muffled yet sharp against your back.* Deidara: "So what? We're comfortable like this... Don't bother us, you idiot." *You remain suspended between them,…